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Minister of Magic
Chapter 4
Pansy Parkinson was biting down on her ball gag so hard that she was surprised that she hadn't chipped a tooth. Her body was hanging in the air about waist level, and her arms and legs were spread eagle. She was faced upward as two enchanted dildos pistoned in and out of her tight, little body. Her desperate cries of pleasure were muffled by the rubber ball jammed into her mouth. As the massive dildo slid inside of her drenched pussy, the other dildo pulled out of her ass. Working in tandem, the pleasure that they had brought her was continuous. All Pansy could do was look around and hope that her "Master" would come back and show mercy on her.
After giving as much useful information as she could, the DMLE at the recommendation of Minister Potter had let her off with three years of probation and a hefty fine. She was easily able to pay the fine with her illegal savings, but the probation was to be served at the behest of the Minister himself. Potter, being the raging pervert that he was, had ordered her to serve him in his home for twenty hours a week for the next three years. When she had heard that, she instantly knew that she was to be his personal whore for the foreseeable future. Obviously, that was much better than rotting in Azkaban. She just wished that he didn't let his wife have a go at her as well.
"How's it going, Parkinson?" Daphne chirped happily. The sound of her voice made Pansy cringe. The two girls had been friends in school but had had a falling out after graduation. Things were said that had enraged Daphne. Pansy was barely able to escape the situation with all of her limbs intact. Now that she was at her mercy, it seemed that Daphne was going to take full advantage of it. Going behind her, Daphne grabbed the dildo that was penetrating her anus and gave it a soft jiggle, making Pansy squeal in the process. Daphne evilly giggled at her situation. Dropping her hand down, Daphne brushed her soft, feminine fingers over Pansy's poor, abused clit. A violent shudder escaped her from the pleasurable sensation. Suddenly, Harry Potter entered the room.
"The plans are all set, honey," he stated happily. He walked right up and kissed Daphne on the cheek. Daphne smiled and flicked Pansy's clit before hugging her husband.
"Were we able to rent the good house? The one that we had the first time that we went there," she asked hopefully.
She saw him nod his head and squealed happily. Hugging him tighter, he said, "Luckily it was still available at such short notice. Have you made arrangements for your absence for the week? Obviously, Fleur and I can get the time off since I'm the Minister."
"Yes. I took care of everything already. I'm just waiting for Fleur so we can go finish shopping," she told him, standing up on her tip-toes and kissing around his neck. Harry chuckled at their insane love of shopping. Both girls would literally shop til they dropped if he would let them.
"Buy me some beach clothes, love. The ones I have are getting a bit old," Harry informed his wife. Daphne kissed his neck one last time before breaking away.
"I was going to anyway," she smiled happily, sensually dragging a finger down a trembling Pansy's bare back. "Please tell Fleur to meet me in my room once she arrives. I swear, that girl is never on time," Daphne complained, turning to leave and reaching out toward Pansy's ass. Grabbing the dildo in her ass, Daphne slowly pulled it out as she walked away, making Pansy squeal. "Have fun with your toy!" she called out wickedly.
Looking down at Pansy's asshole, he shrugged his shoulders and removed his trousers. Grabbing a bottle of lube that was kept near, he coated his cock in it before squirting some on her asshole. Pansy closed her eyes as his massive, veiny cock pushed inside of her tightest hole.
Minister of Magic
The Portkey set them down in the backyard of a medium-sized, beautiful beach house in Greece. Immediately, Daphne and Fleur squealed happily. Fleur because she had never been to Greece before and was genuinely happy to be there, and Daphne because she was back at the beach house that she loved so much. He had tried to buy the beach house for her in secret, but the owner didn't want to sell. It had been in his family for hundreds of years. At least they could still rent it whenever they desired since Harry had a good friendship with the man. Both girls bounced around before running into the house. Harry rolled his eyes and carried the bags in. Setting them down in the bedroom, he looked around. The house looked the same as it always did. Going out through the front, he was welcomed by a lovely sight. There was a large expanse of light-colored sand before ending in clean, aqua-colored water that turned a deeper blue the further it got away from land. To the left was a rock cliff that encircled most of the lagoon, and to the right was a grove that was thick with Meditteranean trees. He could see why Daphne loved it so much. The land was quite closed off and very private. That suited Harry just fine. Happy squeals broke him out of his pondering.
Daphne and Fleur bounced through the doorway wearing the most minuscule two-piece bikinis that he had ever seen. His mouth was hanging almost completely open. He had Fleur to thank for that. She was the one who introduced the bikini to his wife. Thankfully, the pureblood girl had fallen in love with the skimpy designs. When they called out for him to join them, he quickly put on his swim trunks and joined them.
Once night had fallen, they all made their way inside. Both girls had pulled him into the shower with them. Thankfully, the shower was large enough for that.
"Wash my back," Daphne said, turning to face away from them. Fleur answered her call and began soaping up her naked body. Harry watched mesmerized as the soapy suds dripped down the slope of her back and pooled in the crack of her perky ass. He had been staring for so long that Fleur finally giggled.
"I 'ave a back that needs washing as well, mon amour," Fleur told him, wiggling her behind against his hard cock. Snapping out of his lust-fueled daze, he grabbed the body wash and squirted a generous dollop into his hand. Slowly he rubbed his hand over her wet, smooth skin. Slowly he explored her curves as his hands slid down her back and over her hips. Hearing her feminine moans inspired him to go even further. His hands slid over to the front of her hips, and he began massaging the junction between her hips and legs. As his fingers brushed against her soapy pussy lips, a shudder rolled through her body. Suddenly, both girls turned to face him.
"Your turn," Daphne giggled as she kissed him quickly. Soon after, his torso was covered in soap as the two girls washed the salty seawater from him. Fleur moved on to his back while Daphne's small hands grabbed his enormous cock. Her fingers wouldn't even touch as she held onto his huge pole of meat. Even with both hands on it, there was still enough for at least one of Fleur's hands. Daphne bit her lip cutely as she began pulling and tugging on his erection. A deep groan escaped his lips as his wife worked his cock. Fleur wasn't idle in her exploration. She began kissing his shoulder as her hands became bolder in their movement. Grabbing his muscular behind, she gave it a squeeze before giggling.
"It is like two bludgers back 'ere," she giggled loudly.
"He's always had a rock-hard ass," Daphne joined in.
As for Harry, he was too busy enjoying himself to respond. His hands slid up their soapy bellies, and he cupped a breast each. He massaged them and enjoyed their moans when his fingers would graze their hard, crinkled nipples. Wanting more, he grabbed them by their asses and pulled them closer. They squealed as they were pressed against his body. They leaned in on him as his hands slid down the cracks of their asses, and he began toying with their wet pussies. Feeling them shudder against him was something that he had always relished. Dipping his head down, he kissed Daphne deeply before turning and kissing Fleur. Their mewls and gasps were making his cock feel as if it was about to explode. He needed relief and he needed it now. His fingers were toying with their puckered holes when he said, "Let's move this to the bed."
Daphne nodded, and they stepped out of the shower. A quick drying spell and they were all warm and cozy. Daphne grabbed their hands and pulled them both to the bedroom. As she crawled onto the bed, he eyed her ass shaking from side to side. He could see her hairless slit being pressed together tightly, and he couldn't wait anymore. Lunging forward, he made Daphne squeal in shock as he grabbed her by her slim waist and pulled her back to him. Being manhandled like that really turned the dark-haired girl on. Harry pushed her face into the bed as he lifted her ass up. Her squeaks of pleasure were muffled as he sank into her inch by inch. She could feel a warm tongue licking her cheeks before peppering her back with kisses. A moment later, Fleur was kissing her shoulders and the back of her neck as her husband stretched her nearly beyond what her body was capable of. The wet schlick of her penetration was getting louder and louder with every mighty thrust of his cock.
SMACK!
Daphne squealed in pleasure and pain as his hand connected with her fat ass. Fleur looked back and giggled as her ass jiggled violently from the brutal impact. Kissing back down her body, Fleur reached her glowing ass and spread her cheeks apart. Daphne gasped and looked back wildly. She watched as the sexy Veela dipped her head down and lewdly licked her puckered hole.
"Oh God!" Daphne moaned as she turned back around and buried her face in the bed. She mewled when Fleur's tongue played with her rim, and she gasped when it would lick her directly on her hole. When the blonde wiggled her tongue against the hole, it was too much and she squirted all over them both. Her shriek of pleasure had Fleur giggling madly as she licked her back and ass clean of her juices. Her giggling didn't last long, however. Harry grabbed her and laid her on her back. He maneuvered her head underneath Daphne's dripping pussy and pushed Daphne's body down. Suddenly, she had a mouth full of wet pussy as her legs were pulled apart. She could feel his gargantuan cock rubbing the length of her slit and spreading her juices around. Fleur squeaked into Daphne's sloppy wet pussy when Harry pushed his cock all the way in with a single thrust. As he began fucking the sexy blonde, he ran his hands up the insides of her creamy, pale thighs. He marveled at the incredible softness of them. His hands traveled higher and higher until his thumb landed on her hardened clit.
Fleur's eyes were fluttering as she licked and sucked on the pussy that was pressed against her lips. When Harry's talented fingers toyed with her clit, her toes curled and back arched. The vibrations of her cries made Daphne cum again, and she squirted more juices right on Fleur's face. Fleur's pussy was contracting around his pistoning cock. The sensation was incredible. It always felt as if her pussy were made for him. She easily coaxed an orgasm from him. Grunting, he spilled his seed deep within the thrashing Veela. Holding her down so that she didn't hurt herself, he continued to fill her with cum. Groaning with relief, he pulled his cock from her abused pussy, and he watched as his cum leaked from her swollen cunt. Smiling in satisfaction, he pulled Daphne off of her and arranged them both on the bed. He climbed between them and pulled the covers over them. They were already asleep by the time that his head hit the pillow. Rolling his eyes, he thought, 'There's always tomorrow for some fun on the beach.' He fell asleep with a smile on his face.